‘Repeat after me', I stare at her, incredulity crossing my face as she points two fingers in the air, beside her face, she grabs my arm and makes me do the same after few moments of staring,‘I solemnly swear', I repeat her words‘To put myself first, above assholes who refuse to make their intentions clear’, I couldn’t help it, a laugh bursts from my lips and she mock glares at me.I repeat after her stifling a giggle,‘He hates me, so I hate him all the more' The giggle burst forth, and I feel lighter‘This is a serious matter', Bella bumps her fist on my upper arm, pursing her lipsI nod enthusiastically raising my fingers higher.‘I don’t care if he's treated worse than dirt', she used my earlier words and I repeat after her again‘I matter more', after I repeat it, she drops her arm,‘Let that mantra keep playing in your head', she glares at me again and I nod‘Until he says otherwise, and proves his words with actions, he remains the cowardly asshole who condemned yo
‘You’re late', Simon says immediately I entered, his eyes on his computer, not even sparing me a glance,‘Just…’‘Again!!!', he interrupts my prepared excuse.‘It's just 10 sec….’, ‘What's on my schedule for the rest o the day', he interrupts me again, dismissing my excuse,‘Asshole', I curse in my mind as I look through my phone for the next appointment.‘Meeting with the PR department in 30 minutes and after that you’re free',‘Good', I hear the mirth in his slightly elevated voice, surprise filling me.It quickly turns to disappointment and the change in his tone,‘So you wouldn’t have remembered that if you didn’t look at your phone', his voice drawls out, eyes still glued to his computer screen,‘Wh…what…’, I splutter out.‘Do your job properly', I stand there, mouth slightly open at this new direction he's coming from.His tone of voice and the fact that he had not even looked at me since I entered had me minutes from cursing out loud,I raise a fist and shake it i
One could hear a pin drop from the silence that reigned in the room after the presentation,As Simon smiles, the presenter goes paper white, hand gripping the podium for dear life.‘Oops', the quiet sound drops from my lips in a whisper as a scoff passes through Simon's lips.Standing up suddenly, the pin drop silence is only interrupted by the sound of raucous clapping,A manic smile on his face, an icy glint in his eyes, his hands hitting each other in a mocking clap, the temperature in the room drop further.The sound stops suddenly, as quickly as it had started,‘No one goes home until you fix this nonsense', ‘Oops', the sound falls from my lips in that whisper again as Simon speaks in that bone chilling voice.He turns and walks towards the door and I stand up hurrying at his back, At the door, he turns back, eyes fixated on Miss Debra,‘Fix it', she visibly gulps at the stare and voice in her direction nodding her head like a broken doll.I hurry after him as he exi
‘Better',Simon eyes flit across the screen of his computer, going through the files submitted by the PR department,His mouth utters the word but his eyes betrays no emotion, sliding through the pages with no traces of being impressed,I quickly text them the good news, feeling a little relief for them,With the way Simon treated them the day before, even I felt a little pity for them, and seeing the various degrees of bone crushing tiredness plastered across their faces just few hour ago fortified the said feeling.I bumped into a few of them, while I was riding the elevator to Simon's office in the morning,The looked like zombies with black eyes and rumpled clothes, they didn’t look like they got much sleep, and my lip dropped into a pout in pity for them.I even cheered them on even though I got scathing looks from said workers, but no worries, it didn’t change his much I felt for them.‘Tell them to go through with it', I nod at Simon’s words, not bothering to tell him t
Despite the fact that his soft voice was messing with my head and that warm look in the endless depths of his eyes was chipping at my defenses, I couldn’t help the scoff passing through my mouth at his words,If he heard my snide comment he payed no attention to it and my scoff seemed to be soundless in his ears,Taking my eyes off the mirror, I grab his file of papers and step out, hearing the door open at his side as he steps out without waiting for me to pull the door open.Moving forward at a brisk pace, I walk into Trove without looking back at him, I wasn’t going to sit around waiting for my mind to get captivated by those eyes, for my brain to give meaning to that look.I hear his footsteps behind me, hear the receptionist welcome him, hear his muffled reply but I remain focused on getting into that elevator.Taking the elevator without him would have raised eyebrows, so I retreat into the back corner of the elevator, my eyes on his broad back stretched taut in front of
The door slammed close, the sound reverberating through my body, echoing through his office. Hot breaths brush against my ear, tickling it and my cheeks burn brighter. The warmth radiating from his body envelopes me and still I try to get away, turning the doorknob downwards repeatedly, trying to force it open. It was pointless as his hand remained firm on the door, inches above my head pushing the door closed. I felt him lean closer to me, hot breaths, on the back of my neck now and I knew his head was bent, leaning into me. My grip on the doorknob tightens, butterflies exploding in my stomach, going on a fluttering charade as his breath tickles my neck. I felt conflicted, my body itching to turn towards him, to just get lost in his eyes, get lost in the heady feeling that was staring into those depths But I didn’t, I couldn’t, my hand fists tighter on the door knob I was clutching for my sanity, I just tore myself away from his addicting presence after a lot of struggle and
I duck out of the enclosure of his hands, watching his arms, muscular in their lengths go weak as his head droops, Ignoring the hurt in his eyes, the pain in the slump of his shoulders was hard but I put a blank look on my face, put unconcern in the light steps of my feet as I make myself comfortable on the leather seats.My eyes linger on his slumped frame, on the deep sighs exiting his mouth as he propped one hand on the door that I had just walked away from,The other hand rests in his hair, running through it repeatedly, messing it up.Pulling out my phone, I start on making reservation for the members of the PR of the department,My eyes flicker between Simon form at the door, the deep breaths he took that shook his shoulders slightly and the phone in my hand,For all my bravado, I was obviously affected by Simon’s words, made all the more evident by the fact that for the past five minutes, I had been unable to find the phone number of the restaurant I was to make a reserv
Come my dear, we need to get ready, this is a wonderful moment’ she took my hand, pulling me gently onto the bed, pulling out clothes from the shopping bag in her hands.‘You’ll be so pretty’, she giggled as she handed them to me, a peach flowered gown and matching heels.‘Put them on’, she urged me, that fake smile still plastered on her face as my hand sank into the soft fabric of the gown, my tears soaking through it.‘It was the first gift she ever gave me, the first time she bought clothes for me’, my heart broke again and again at this woman I called momWhen I kept staring, unmoving at the dress, she sits beside me taking my hands in hers and holding it towards her chest.‘Tina dear, this is an opportunity to make us proud, to pay us back for raising you, to show how much you love us’, she looked into my eyes, that smile still there,I ripped my hands away from hers forcefully, unbuttoning my shirt with shaky fingers, putting on my first gift from my mother.‘Does a daug
‘You know you have to stop looking at the door whenever a customer walks in, you’re no longer a waitress', the sound of Bella's voice trickles to me, sounding at the back of my mind,Her statement was inconsequential in comparison with the drop of my heart to the pit of my stomach, the look of horror making a home on my face‘You're a…..’, she trails off as she follows my line of sight to the source of my predicament,‘Uh oh!’, she exclaims,Simon had walked in and was currently looking about the restaurant, a relaxed air about himI drop my head between my hands, hiding behind my hair, hoping he hadn’t seen me.‘That’s very fruitless, he has seen you already', I glance up again and my eyes meet eyes that lights up immediately they meet mine.‘What in the world is he doing here?’, I whisper yell, asking Bella and she shrugs,I quickly smoothen out my face, wipe horror off it as I face a smiling Simon sashaying towards me.My eyes turn towards the corner where Ajax and Lisa we
My eyes blur, my view of the clouds rolling by dimming,‘Simon!!’, I cry out his name, my abdomen and butt clenching as my orgasm trickles down my thighs, dripping unto the sheets beneath me when he finishes,He comes up to place a kiss on my lips and I taste my juices on his mouth.He drops beside me pulling me to him and for a while I could do nothing, only be pliant as he entwines our limbs together, I could only work on evening my breathing past the feeling of satiety engulfing me.Simon drags my head to his chest, wrapping his hands around me and I descend from the clouds to the feeling of Simon stroking my hair repeatedly.‘That was…’, I trail off, searching for the right word to use as I look up to see Simon smiling at me‘That was amazing', my voice pitches as I finally decide on the word and I rest my head on his chest again,‘I know', pride fills his tone, voice cocky,‘No need to gloat about it', I slap his chest as I speak, lifting myself up with my other hand, t
Then it stops, again, the chords dying out when those hands, those slender fingers turn in a different direction from me,The furnace raging seconds earlier dies out when his hands get folded across the back of his head and he lays down.That smirk is still on his lips as he lies, adjusting himself downward to make sure his head stays on the white blanket,Disappointment courses through me, annoying coolness replacing the fire in my veins.My lips purses, a pout taking over from disappointment, then I even it out immediately, my earlier boldness dying out.‘The sun would hurt your eyes', I blurt out, trying to hide my disappointment, trying to turn his mind elsewhere,He must have noticed it because a smile lifts his face and fills his eyes,He unfolds one hand and he pats whiteness beside him, not minding my statement, inviting me to join him on the ground.He motions with his eyes, patting the blanket beside him and it suddenly looked so enticing,Despite the fact that the
Simon returns empty handed and by then my stomach had protested loudly over and over, ‘Where’s the food’, I attack him as he enters not even waiting for him to speak. ‘It’s in the living room', my mouth rounds as he replies me with a slight smile on his face, He stoops down and picks up his pants and my eyes stay on him as he slides black fabric up thick thighs, his leg tenses as he raises each one, my eyes zeroing in on the bunched up muscles on each thigh. Adjusting it around his waist, he slides up the zipper, gaze turning to me and my face burns, embarrassment taking over, hoping he didn’t catch me ogling him, ‘If we stay here, we won’t be doing much eating', his eyes rake across my frame slowly as he zips up, from my legs upward stopping at my eyes, hungry look in them. I swallow and focus on the hunger in my stomach heading for the door, I stop at the door when I see him walk towards the bed, pulling the covers from it and folding it into his hands, ‘What are you
Watching him exit I stand up drag my panties up my thighs, I search for my lacey bra around the room but come up short, so I settle for sitting on the bed and waiting for Simon the blanket drawn up to my chest.While waiting I find I’m still in awe of the events of the last hours,‘Just yesterday I was worried about Sarah coming back into Simon's life, got drunk on my anxiety even, and now he confessed feelings to me', I was in awe but still it felt so strange,All this years of wishing and it finally came to pass but my mind is unsettled,‘What if this was a dream, a fragment of my imagination, wishful thinking bleeding onto reality', a sigh exits my lips,‘What if I wake up suddenly and find that I was dreaming all this while'‘What if I woke up and discover that none of it happened'‘What if Simon didn’t confess feelings for me, if he didn’t say he wanted to spend his life with me, he didn’t make love to me and call out my name while sending shock waves of ecstasy rippling t
My eyes flutter open, looking around the dimly lit room,In our passion induced haze, we didn’t even turn on the lights,The only source of light was the one streaming across the dark blinds whenever they fluttered open.Over the past hours Simon and I had alternated between love making and drifting off to sleep when spent,My back side was pressed flush against him as he slept, his hand across my waist and his soft breaths against the back of my neck,We were both very naked under white cotton covers and my body still tingled from the past hours of passion my skin clammy against his heated own.My eyes flick about the room noticing the absence of furniture here also, the only thing in the large room was the bed and another cloth covered furniture.From the size of the bed, it would be Simon's room and my eyes rake across the dark walls and white tiled floor,I look up and see there's also a chandelier but not as magnificent in size and beauty, The dull lightening makes it difficult
At first he stills, stuck in the moment of torture then the next second he hand wraps around my waist like a vice fitting my body against his like a glove,My head tilts further as he kisses me with ferocity,His lips are soft as he drags mine to his mouth, sucking on it like someone starved,Taking his upper lips into my mouth, I suck with equal passion, I work my tongue into his mouth and when he sucks on it delicious tingles spread down to the base of my spine, He plunges his into mine, and all the heat in my body pulls to my stomach, I drag my hands across the broad and tensed muscles in his back, anchoring myself to himHis tongue teases, brushing then sliding against mine and my back arches, my chest pressing against his,Hands sliding across my back, his fingers come to rest against the soft skin of my waist, playing against the hem of my dress shirt,My skin prickles at the point where his fingers brushes bare skin where my shirt had ridded up and heat pulls between my legs
My eyes slip close as he instructed and I understand the reason seconds after when a blinding light suddenly filled up the room.I wait for my eyes to adjust before sliding them open, still very much aware of Simon breathing against the shell of my ear,My mouth drops open in awe as I look up at the source if light A massive chandelier, hanged from the center of the high ceiling, magnificent in its size,It was made up from a gold branch and crystal clear flowers and hanging from the large branch of gold were numerous crystal flowers in bloom connected to the branch by thin twigs the same enchanting gold color,The whole chandelier was a large inverted blooming flower, containing tiny flower blooms connected to each other by crystal strands, In each flower bed rested miniature bulbs of pure white light, intricately connected beads of crystal hanging from each flower petal, spilling light- gold and silver in hue across the large living room.And my mouth stayed open, even the spine t
Like a puppet on strings I get up and follow him, pulled by the alluring magnet that was his pleading voice, only grabbing my phone in my hands at the last moment.‘Where are we going', I only ask this question when we exit Trove’s building, in the parking lot,Concern bleeding into me when he beats me to the drivers side,‘I’ll drive', he says as his only reply‘Where are we going', I ask again when he opens the door and slides in, motioning for me to get in.Huffing at his elusiveness, I turn to the front passenger seat and slide in.He pulls out of the parking lot, eyes unwaveringly focused on the road.‘You’ve not answered my question’, I say, crossing my hands across my chest, not minding the smirk he shot at me before turning back to the road.‘I should have known something was wrong when you gave me that puppy eyed look', I glare at him, the words rolling out of my mouth, unexpected even to me,A surprised laugh burst from his mouth, and he stares at me, mirth in his eyes for